Beauty's Special Magical Doctor

C803 Infantile Outflow of Orifices



C803 Infantile Outflow of Orifices

"Ah, a terrorist, then?" Zi Yue cried out in alarm and immediately touched her face with anger. "What are they doing? Why are they controlling the villagers?"    

    

Liu Haofeng, who had been silent all this time, finally opened his mouth: "They want to kill! From now on, don't be careless and try your best. As long as you meet any bandits, kill every one of them! "I want to enter the village, clean up the people outside …"    

    

Before he finished his sentence, Liu Haofeng had already flown away and disappeared with a whoosh. According to the telepathic thoughts, the village was facing a massacre!    

    

The village was not considered big, about a hundred households in size. In the center of the village was an old school, three stories high, and it was made of green brick. The school had its back to the hill behind them, so Zi Xin and Zi Yue couldn't see what was going on in the school.    

    

However, Liu Haofeng was able to see it clearly with his telepathic thoughts, which made him even angrier.    

    

Hundreds of villagers, regardless of gender or age, were gathered in the sports field in front of the school. More than 20 bandits were pointing their guns at the villagers. There were already two corpses on the ground!    

    

Liu Haofeng didn't understand why these people wanted to gather the villagers here. But what was there in the village that was worth it?    

    

Without giving it much thought, Liu Haofeng had already landed on the roof of the school without a sound. Without the slightest hesitation, he quickly dodged to the top of the stairs. The two criminals were sleeping soundly against each other.    

    

A cold light flashed. Liu Haofeng was just about to crush the two to death when a thought suddenly flashed through his mind. The corner of his mouth hooked into a cold arc.    

    

After choking one of them, Liu Haofeng suddenly grabbed the other person's head. As his zhenqi surged, his lower abdomen actually glowed with a golden light. The golden Nascent Soul floated out and penetrated the young man's body.    

    

The young man suddenly opened his eyes with a tremble. His eyes were gleaming with a cold light. His lips moved, and it was clearly Liu Haofeng's voice. "Hey, since you are so ruthless, I will make you all die!"    

    

Miraculously, Liu Haofeng's main body did not lose its ability to move, it just lacked the strength to do so. However, he could control his nascent soul with his will, and thus, control this young man!    

    

After devouring the young man's memories, Liu Haofeng found out that his name was Li Minglei, and his nickname was Old Eight. He was a wanted criminal.    

    

This group of people gathered the villagers here because there were two special forces soldiers who sneaked into the village, but they couldn't find the person. Now, the entire criminal army of 50 or so people were looking for the two special forces, so they had to kill them before they could send out any information.    

    

However, one of the special forces had already died, it was the corpse in front of the sports field. The other one was not found. Instead, he killed three bandits.    

    

Liu Haofeng carefully laid on the roof and peeked his head out. At the same time, Old Eight, who was under the control of his nascent soul, took his gun and slowly walked down the stairs.    

    

"Old Eight, what are you doing down here?" A sharp voice came from afar.    

    

Old Eight carelessly looked up and replied in a hoarse voice, "Can't you pee?" Ye Zichen yawned lazily, placed the gun on his shoulder, and slowly walked towards the toilet.    

    

The toilet was in the corner of the playground. The toilet needed to pass through the playground, which meant they needed to pass through the rows of people on the ground.    

    

This group of people's leader was really smart. Every three meters, the field would arrange a bandit to watch the villagers, and then there were four people on the third floor to watch the villagers with binoculars.    

    

This gave Liu Haofeng a headache. The other party was so cautious, wanting to kill all of these people without harming the villagers was a little unrealistic. After all, they were too far away.    

    

When Old Eight entered the toilet, there were still two people inside, which almost scared Liu Haofeng. Fortunately, he was not in a hurry to make a move. Otherwise, the two inside would become a big problem.    

    

"Old Eight, you f * cking pissed while standing?" Seeing Old Eight walk over, the two of them started teasing, "You should go to the ladies' room over there, haha …"    

    

Old Eight turned his head and glared at the two and said with disdain, "You think I don't want to go to the ladies' room? Hehe, why don't we go grab a village girl and have some fun in the ladies' room? "    

    

The eyes of the two brightened up for a moment and then dimmed down: "Old Eight, you are f * cking looking to die. At this time, if the boss finds out, I'll definitely kill you! "We'll talk about it after we get rid of that damn commando. Hehe, I can see that there are quite a few women in the village. When that happens, I want to go through every single one of them, hehe …"    

    

"In your dreams!" Old Eight curled his lips in disdain, "When the time comes, those who look pretty will belong to boss and the rest, and I guess we will only be able to smell the fishy smell! "Ai, why is it so hard to get a good woman with such a tough life?"    

    

Hearing Old Eight's words, both of them suddenly went silent. The worst thing about their boss was that he was so lustful! Every time they met a good woman, they would not give her to their little brothers, and would instead be humiliated to death by their boss.    

    

This was especially so for this young man with the scar on his face. Last time, he really liked a woman, and that woman really liked him. The two of them had originally planned to live together, but who would have thought that their boss would actually steal his woman? At that time, the scar faced youth had not had the chance to do anything with that woman!    

    

"Old Eight, don't say too much." The other young man frowned in dissatisfaction, but there was also a trace of anger on his face.    

    

Old Eight cursed in annoyance: "Fuck, why don't you say what you want to say? So what if we say something!" Forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you guys.    

    

Both of them sighed with their heads lowered. Old Eight turned around and walked out. However, before he reached the door, he suddenly turned around and pushed the two in his arms into the room. He whispered, "Hehe, when this is over, let's hide that girl and not let boss find her. What do you think?"    

    

The two of them were stunned for a moment. They looked at Old Eight in confusion. This didn't seem like his style …    

    

Boom! *    

    

Without waiting for the two of them to think any further, Old Eight's hands fiercely smashed towards the back of their necks, causing the two people to slowly fall down as their eyes became wide open.    

    

Without any hesitation, Old Eight dragged the two of them inside and ruthlessly crushed their throats. Then, he shouted, "Who cares about you! You two have not finished shit in the labor pit!"    

    

As he said that, he swaggered out of the bathroom as if nothing had happened.    

    

On the rooftop, a sneer appeared on Liu Haofeng's face. The most important thing now was to get rid of the hidden sentries, and then slowly deal with these people who were famous!    

    

Walking back to the staircase, Old Eight suddenly said to his friend beside him: "Hey, give me a cigarette. It's so boring up there that my balls hurt, and my mouth is almost like a bird's. "    

    

That partner frowned and said in a low voice: "Old Eight, be more serious. Now is not the time to smoke. Bear with it."    

    

Old Eight shouted in dissatisfaction: "What are you afraid of, he's just one person, why can't we kill him with fifty people? "Have you got a cigarette? Hurry up!"    

    

A middle-aged man in his forties walked out from the second floor. He was very muscular and looked like an Omei. He only had yellow skin. Lowering his head, the middle-aged man coldly snorted in dissatisfaction: "Old Eight, are you courting death?"    

    

Before he finished his sentence, Old Eight suddenly turned around, pointed the gun at the boss and pulled the trigger.    

    

"..."    

    


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